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Megan Jones ([info]megsy) wrote in [info]veritaserum_rp,
@ 2011-07-05 19:42:00

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Entry tags:megan jones, michael corner

Who: Michael and Megan
What: Visiting
Where: Jones' Books
When: Afternoon
Rating: TBD


This didn't seem like the sort of project that should be anywhere near as difficult as she had made it.

Megan had been busying herself with the task of placing price tags on books was so focused she didn't notice the characteristic jingle of the bell, signalling a customer's entrance, or the tell-tale blush upon her workers' faces suggesting it wasn't just anyone had walked in. It wasn't until a voice interrupted what had become a rather delicate and tedious project- those bloody stickers kept getting annoying creases in them- that Megan realized someone worth noting was there.

With her third attempt, Megan managed a wrinkle-free price tag, and looked up, quirking a smile at the look on the cashier, Elizabeth's, face. She was younger than Megan, just over twenty, and was one of the silliest girls Megan had ever met. Still, she was fun to have around, and Megan could deal with boy crazy. As Elizabeth lowered her lashes at the new-comer and oh-so-politely offered to help him find something, Megan glanced over her shoulder to see who had strolled in.

"Oh, you'd better let that one go, Elizabeth," she teased with a chuckle. "He's a heartbreaker."


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[info]_cant_corner_me
2011-07-06 01:29 am UTC (link)
Michael liked to make the most of his days off. Sure, he loved to sleep them away half of the time, but when he had the energy he certainly loved to get out and about. Anthony was seemingly busy with another project and no matter how much he tried to convince Terry, he couldn't tear him away from work. He had been spending time with Megan on and off; off mostly because work did get hectic.

He decided to pop into her bookshop and see if she'd be up for grabbing lunch, or perhaps dinner later; he was flexible and could bide his time if needed.

After the jingle of the bell and flashing his winning smile at the help at the front, Michael turned his gaze to the brunette with the sly smile on her face.

"Oh, Megan," he began, picking up a nearby book with a dancing witch on the cover to examine nonchalantly, "don't fill her head with wild accusations."

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[info]megsy
2011-07-06 01:47 am UTC (link)
Elizabeth, of course, paid Megan absolutely no mind, especially once that smile was tossed her way. "Oh, don't worry. I know she's teasing."

Megan let out a soft snort of laughter as she settled the last of the newly marked books back on to their shelves. "Oh, no." Megan quirked a brow at the book he had chosen to peruse. "I'm perfectly serious." Dancing witches didn't seem like his sort of thing, but she let it go. "He doesn't mean to, of course. He just can't help himself. Can you, Mikey?"

"Mikey?" Elizabeth echoed, soaking it up as if it were a valuable piece of information. "That's your name?"

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[info]_cant_corner_me
2011-07-06 02:11 am UTC (link)
His smile didn't waiver, "You're sure?" he whispered to her before raising his voice a tad, "Your boss doesn't like when I come in and distract her workers from working. Completely unintentional, of course."

Michael had chosen the book simply for a closer look. The dancing figure had caught his eye.

"Of course I don't mean to, Megan," he said with a small jut of his lip, his blue eyes twinkling, before reforming to his carefree grin, "Can I help that there's only so much of me to go around?"

"I prefer Michael," the dark haired male said with a small smirk gracing his lips, "but Megsy likes to live out her Hogwarts days as much as she can, so I let her call me Mikey," he teased.

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[info]megsy
2011-07-06 02:39 am UTC (link)
Megan rolled her eyes. "Oh, sure. Trying to put me out of business is what you're doing." She laughed. "Flashing that smile, distracting all my workers."

She eyed Elizabeth for a moment, before easing her way around the bookshelf and toward the counter. Leaning against it, her eyes drifted between the two of them.

"Megsy and Mikey?" Elizabeth asked. "Are you two, like, a thing?"

Megan felt her cheeks pinken, and she cleared her throat a little. "Us? No. We're just friends." She pretended not to notice how Elizabeth's face lit up at the realization.

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[info]_cant_corner_me
2011-07-06 11:13 pm UTC (link)
"Would I really put you out of business?" he inquired with a finger to his lip, "Or would I bring in more business? Something to ponder.."

Michael set the dancing book down and veered closer to the counter. His fingers tapped lightly upon the side of the register as Megan answered the girl's question.

"As friendly as friends could be," Michael added, "and as much as I try, Megan here doesn't fancy me her type." His blue eyes flickered onto the petite brunette.

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[info]megsy
2011-07-07 12:46 am UTC (link)
"Oh, you should totally work here. You would bring in tons of business!" Elizabeth chirped.

Megan sighed. "I think he's a little too busy saving the world as Healer Corner to be organizing books, Elizabeth." She realized too late that the idea of Michael being a healer only made him that much more appealing. Elizabeth's eyes had widened slightly, and Megan was quick to speak up again before Elizabeth could ask him to work out a kink in her neck or something equally ridiculous as she seemed likely to do at this point.

"I have a type?" she asked, hoping to distract Elizabeth a little. "Do tell."

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[info]_cant_corner_me
2011-07-07 12:54 am UTC (link)
Michael smiled back at the eager young girl behind the counter, "I'm sure you ladies alone bring in enough. Or Megan would be a tad more stressed." He winked at the Hufflepuff graduate.

"Healer Corner still sounds rightly strange to me," Michael chuckled, resting his arms on the edge of the counter, noting the other girl only seemed to light up the more Megan spoke.

He stared Megan down, a quirk on his lips, "Oh, you know. A rather arrogant but alarmingly charming sort. I just can't seem to get the former down," he teased.

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[info]megsy
2011-07-07 12:59 am UTC (link)
Megan almost groaned out loud as Michael winked at Elizabeth. Merlin, he might as well have blown her a kiss. If he wasn't careful, Elizabeth was going to leap right over that counter and into his unsuspecting arms.

"Oh, I think it sounds lovely. So professional."

Megan resisted the urge to gag, and refocused her attention on Michael, hands moving to her hips. "I don't think describing one of my ex-boyfriends qualifies as a type. For the record, his arrogance was what I liked the least about him." That and his protectiveness over what she wore out- though honestly, she secretly liked that half the time she was angry at him for it, too. "But you knew that."

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[info]_cant_corner_me
2011-07-07 01:20 am UTC (link)
Michael was quite aware of the assistant's sudden enamor with him. This wasn't the first time this had happened in Megan's shoppe, of course.

"Do you, then?" Michael responded, "Quite right. Though when one thinks of Michael Corner, one rarely connects professionalism with such, right Megan?"

"Well, Terry could be quite arrogant too," Michael smirked, withholding a chuckle as he spoke of one of his best friends. How he had loved to tease him and Megan constantly back in those days...

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[info]megsy
2011-07-07 01:30 am UTC (link)
"I'm sure you're great at your job, Michael," Megan answered to his question. "You can be serious or professional or whatever it is you need to be when you want to."

When Michael said Terry was arrogant, Megan's brows shot up. "Oh, well, if we're calling Terry arrogant, you certainly fit the bill, mister. Which means you are absolutely my type, as far as you see it."

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[info]_cant_corner_me
2011-07-07 01:51 am UTC (link)
"If I wasn't, we'd have a problem, wouldn't we?" Michael replied, goodnaturedly, "I do think laughter is the best medicine. Though, I wouldn't recommend someone solely rely on it.."

"How do I fit the bill?" the brunette asked, eyes widening innocently, "I'm a gentleman and very modest...and much less heated than Terry." he chuckled before catching the tail-end of her sentence.

"Ah, see! As far as I see it. You still don't." He stuck his tongue out at Megan.

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[info]megsy
2011-07-07 02:11 am UTC (link)
Megan laughed. "As you see it, because I don't think I have a type!" she insisted. "And, if I did, it would be absolutely impossible for you not to be in it."

Elizabeth was looking slightly uncomfortable at the exchange between Megan and Michael. They claimed to be just friends, but Merlin did they flirt! "I'm sure you're everybody's type," she piped in, and for once Megan didn't roll her eyes.

"There you go! See? Everybody's type!"

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[info]_cant_corner_me
2011-07-07 02:28 am UTC (link)
"All right, all right lady who doth protest too much; you have no certain type," he conceded with his hands gesturing in a slow-down sort of motion.

Michael could certainly be the flirty bloke and when rounded with Megan, it seemed nearly unstoppable. They were the sort of friends who always did such and never furthered it out of long-standing principles.

Michael laughed, "So I'm everyone's type, yeah? I'll have to use that as a reasoning the next time a woman tries to reject me."

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[info]megsy
2011-07-07 02:45 am UTC (link)
Yes. Long-standing principles. "Sorry, I thought you just suggested that you've ever had to deal with rejection," Megan shot back, quirking a smile in his direction. "As if any woman you've approached has ever shot you down, Michael Corner."

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[info]_cant_corner_me
2011-07-07 02:54 am UTC (link)
Or some such thing. "Hey, as much as you think I'm perfect, you are sadly mistaken. I've been rejected a few times in my prime," Michael stated, though he was thinking hard about when and why.

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[info]megsy
2011-07-07 03:03 am UTC (link)
Megan's face clearly showed her disbelief. People didn't reject someone like Michael Corner. He was good-looking, charming, sweet, intelligent, and he had a good job. "Oh reeeally," she drawled. "And who, exactly, would you say that was?"

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[info]_cant_corner_me
2011-07-07 03:20 am UTC (link)
"I really can't remember," the brunette said with a laugh as he slid his hands into the pockets of his trousers. One would think rejection would have left a scar upon his memory, but at the moment his mind was a clean slate.

"Anyhow.. Megan Jones!" He announced as if he had just suddenly remembered the woman's full name, "I came here...to ask if you already had lunch or perhaps do dinner if you did in fact eat by this point.. I'm sure there's a more eloquent way to ask, but yeah.." he said with a boyish shrug.

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[info]megsy
2011-07-07 09:27 pm UTC (link)
Megan laughed. How convenient to forget the name of the culprit. She still maintained there was no one in their right mind who would turn him down, but she let it go. For now.

She jolted slightly at the sound of her full name, and turned to look at him with an amused smile. "I accept your very eloquently placed offer. Elizabeth can man the shop while I'm gone." She pretended not to notice the crest-fallen look on Elizabeth's face that clearly showed she had zero interest in staying behind while Michael went off to lunch.

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[info]_cant_corner_me
2011-07-08 12:59 am UTC (link)
"Brilliant. I'm sure she'll do an excellent job, won't you, Elizabeth?" Michael questioned, training his baby blues onto the other girl, "I'd be glad to bring you back something if you'd like?" he added, graciously.

He turned to Megan, "There's a great restaurant down the street called The Ivy. I've heard some rave reviews about it and I'm sure they have all sorts of things to choose from. We could go there or hit up an eatery nearby? If I recall the Wolseley is also excellent. Your choice, Ms. Jones," he smiled.

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[info]megsy
2011-07-12 01:57 am UTC (link)
"She's fine," Megan said quickly, before Elizabeth could assume that meant Michael would be paying for whatever it was he was bringing back. "She brought her lunch. I just saw it in the back room." Elizabeth frowned at Megan.

"The Ivy sounds perfect." She tossed a slightly strained smile Elizabeth's way, before turning back to him. "Ready then?"

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[info]_cant_corner_me
2011-07-12 02:08 am UTC (link)
"Well, maybe next time then," Michael said with an assuring smile towards Elizabeth.

Focusing on Meg, he gave a nod and jut his arm - elbow out- towards her in a gentlemanly manner for her to take, "Ready as ever."

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